C149 Clayton’s POV: Framed.

Three weeks in this damn cell—just cold walls and metal bars. A cage made just for me—tucked away where no one can see at the back of the prison yard.

The cell room is bare—stone walls, a comfortable bed with a threadbare blanket, and a toilet in the corner. Built for someone with connections but no contact with the outside.

Dad’s pull got me this cell, but it can’t stop the weight-crushing me